Written for the Carrot Ranch Communications prompt “Ending”.
On a winter evening in the December of their lives, they reflected on how they had gotten there. They had been born many miles apart and were now many miles from those places.
Their lives hadn’t been fairy tales before, and they never exactly wrote one together. Would they do so now?
The conversation began to die down, and that question would no longer wait.
“Why didn’t you ever marry me?”
“You wouldn’t let me.”
“Will you marry me now?”
The question lingered in the air. After so many years, the answer would have to wait a little longer.